As my groomsman, I expect you to learn the Thriller dance with me before next September.
ISS teacher has a tramp stamp.
Shotgun.
I had a dream she was puking on me, but sadly in real life she was puking on me too
We have to use a contraceptive. God help the world if another one of us comes into fruition.
So how much of last night are we going to pretend never happened? Enough to stay friends?
Hey so I just want to get straight to the point it was me who ate the last cupcake and it was your sister who I fucked last nigt
There's a 35% chance I'm still residually drunk from last night.
And you say you're not good with numbers...
I think they took out their livers years ago and replaced them with like cheese graters or something. Only explanation.
Let's be honest. I make up for my well below average sized penis with a great personality and a possibly successful future
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
Negotiating with my body. We're ok. Violent upheaval is not necessary.
The old guy next door tried to get me to go to his apartment for shots formoonshine. =-0
If that weren't so sketchy I would encourage it
Yeah it was almost as sketchy as a white panel van pulling up offering candy
I didn't know how wild the party was going to be until one girl brought her pet raccoon
She unfriended me four minutes after we fucked. That must be some sort of record.
Haha I wasn't coming anyway. I'm watching Snow White and don't want to put pants back on. Those are completely unrelated. Have a good night.
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